Born in sheeps blood plain and simple
Washed out of my mothers temple
All around I heard them laughing
As father sheep had stood there calving
Black they were with white eyes gleaming
Right in leaven life was seeming
Brittle wind blew snow upon me
I got blanketed all white and frosty
In my time I grew and killed them
Or out of memory I willed them
And willed in a greater history
Out of massacre and mystery
Was no longer wealthy, wholly
Nor anything I could grasp fully
Someone rush to re-inject me
Gods of gods wont you protect me?
Fixed my face and marching onward
Marching running ever forward
Buildings were a bloody vessel
Edging me below the trestle
There in coal and whitened gravel
I built a shield of wooden baffle
Inside of which I raised a fire
So I could tonight retire
Everyone will tell you it's evil to be
A free-thinking pecker like bonny old me
But I'll flex my armies and blow out my gut
And prove I'll be loved by any old s***
Look here in my wallet, it's loaded and true
And now we can leave here
And go and find you
